Chapter 854 One Person Brings Down the Event

The hosts of the Immortal Conference at the Bottom of the Well are all Eight Tribulations Loose Immortals.

There are six of them in total, and each of them is a big boss that the gods admire.

Their mission is also simple.

That's the town hall meeting. If someone makes trouble, they will take action.

Their identities are among the best among the gods at the bottom of the well.

But what?

They never expected that Tang Qiming, who was also an Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal, would be killed in public!

There wasn't even time for a scream to happen!

For the first time, what they felt was not panic, but anger!

Because killing an Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal with a sneak attack is actually very easy to succeed.

The former is when the opponent's strength is similar to your own, and they are using powerful weapons, which is prohibited.

Therefore, after being frightened and angry, they took action one after another.

What would be the scene if six immortals and eight calamities take action at the same time?

Naturally, the sky is filled with thunder and all kinds of restrictions are surging!

Where they passed, landslides and ground cracked, and the shock wave caused violent storms.

Hoo ho ho!

I don’t know how many gods at the bottom of the well were hit and screamed.

"Who the hell, go to hell!"

An Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal wielding a big ax in his hand, his destructive power is extremely astonishing, he just needs to swing it at Ye Jue's head.

"belch!"

Ye Jue burped drunkenly.

He didn't know how much immortal wine he drank, and he smelled of alcohol.

Seeing the big ax coming, he felt his blood burning, and his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

"Punch you!"

boom!

In an instant, the whole place was silent!

The five Eight Tribulations Loose Immortals who rushed up also stopped all movements.

It was a bloody sky...

It’s so miserable!

"Master Daman!"

Immediately, many people howled miserably at the scene!

Blood is splashing and dead bodies are falling!

There was a thud, falling outside the sunset in the distance.

Master Daman was killed instantly!

However, he did not die. He fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth.

Because the facial features were hammered hard and screwed together, it was really embarrassing.

"How dare you take action against our Immortal Clan Leader. The entire Yiman Clan will obey my orders and kill him!"

Immediately, tens of thousands of people roared. The scene was so amazing that the sky seemed to be collapsing.

"Who is this person? He is not even a match for Master Da Man?"

Many gods reacted quickly, and countless masters reached the sky.

Moreover, in the deepest part of the Fairy Assembly, there were even level 3 prehistoric weapons reviving, exerting terrifying power and penetrating from afar.

"Since ancient times, no one has dared to attack our conference like this. You are destined to pay the most cruel price in blood and blood."

In addition to the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal, there was also an old voice shouting.

"Blood and the cruelest price? Who do you think you are?"

Ye Jue laughed.

He slid suddenly, passing over the entire Yiman clan, and went directly to the location of the sound.

Boom!

Immediately, a terrifying series of explosions occurred there, all kinds of rubble flew into the sky, and the ground sank into it.

Just when people were shocked and didn't know what was happening.

boom!

A figure fell from the sky, and fell to the ground in the gray gas.

"That, that's..."

In the setting sun, they saw that the place where the sunset glowed and was stained with sacred light was the drunk man again.

However, in this person's hands, he actually lifted this bloody head.

"What, the most powerful god in the event, the immortal old man, was actually killed?"

Such an appearance, such a shocking scene, made those brave and young gods scream out.

They were shocked and disbelieving from the bottom of their hearts!

"It's actually...so powerful?!"

These Eight Tribulations Loose Immortals were completely dumbfounded.

This scene is simply like a dream!

The moment of splendor and peerless divine posture make people want to kneel down and worship.

"Are you...are you the God of Death?"

The people at the Fairy Assembly were all gathered together, their voices trembling and their steps unsteady.

"No, I have seen the God of Death, but there is someone else. Is this the deity from Tianluo who came down to earth?"

They are shaking.

"Even if he is not the God of Death, he is still more powerful than the God of Death!"

Staring at the bleeding head, all the immortals were trembling.

What on earth would a god like this do when he descended to the bottom of a well and came to a small market like theirs?

Did he dislike them for having fun in their misery, so he came here specifically to have fun, and made a special trip to kill them?

"Why, don't you fight? Why don't you come and kill me?"

Ye Jue staggered to go alone and entered the Fairy Assembly.

The black hair flying back makes people feel extremely wild.

"This is... unmistakable. The aura of the Great Holy Body is like an immortal pillar supporting the sky, and it feels like a majestic mountain holding up the sky."

At this moment, I don’t know who shouted out first.

"Great Holy Body?"

"No way?"

"Another great holy body appears in the world?"

Many gods were frightened and showed strange expressions.

The Great Holy Body has left many legends. Anyone who knows the life of the Great Holy Body will be touched by it.

Now everyone is surprised to see a grown-up holy body appearing.

The Great Holy Body does not have the ruthless and intimidating power of the Great Luo Immortal.

Because the Great Holy Body is extremely special!

It used to be of great significance to Sanxian.

However, this is the era of the Black Realm, which is already different from the past. The heaven and earth cannot tolerate the appearance of the Great Holy Body, and no one can prove the tenth-level avenue.

Over the years, great saints have emerged one after another, but they cannot achieve the tenth level despite their talent.

It was different in ancient times. When the rules of heaven and earth had not changed, the tenth level was not a dream, just like a phoenix and a rare bird.

But now, it is really a dream, not even rare.

It’s not that the conditions are harsh, but that the resources are insufficient.

When a great holy body grows up, it can devour hundreds of worlds.

Moreover, only after cultivating to the tenth level can one be comparable to the Immortal Lord and the Immortal Lord.

At most... just a little stronger.

Therefore, no one has taken this road, and even in the mythical land, no one dares to take action anymore.

"But, am I dreaming? To overwhelm the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortals and instantly kill the immortal old man. This is at least the strength of the Great Sage of level 6 or above!"

A god was talking to himself, and a wave of panic surged in his heart.

"Moreover, he is still a saint from the human race. He is almost invisible. The last completed holy body was from the demon race. It is a piece of fairy stone and is born with invincible talents."

"Is the pure-blooded human race about to rise?"

"We, the gods at the bottom of the well, are holding a grand party. No one is qualified to sit at the same table with the Great Holy Body. Who can we talk to!"

The gods were trembling.

"I don't dare anymore. We surrender. Great Sage, please spare one of us!"

At this time, frightened voices sounded, and the five great casual cultivators hurriedly leaned over and complained.

"The Great Sage is extremely powerful, we are no match!"

All the immortals and barbarians knelt down one after another.

"Surrendered? Well, prove your sincerity and drink with me!"

Ye Jue walked to a part of the grand gathering, casually took out a wine jar buried under the rubble, and opened the lid.

The body of the wine is like blood, and it blooms brilliantly. It looks like strong liquor at first glance.

"drink wine?"

The gods who were hiding were all dumbfounded, shocked, and earth-shattering.

Is this Great Holy Body a drunkard?

When he arrived, he was smelling of alcohol.

"Could it be that the Great Sage cannot prove the tenth level of the Great Path with wine? What a strange man. We will sacrifice our lives to accompany the Great Sage today. Bring the best wine and we must really hide it!"

The five Eight Tribulations Loose Immortals, as representatives, must stand up.

However, when they heard about drinking, their eyes flashed.

If we can’t beat you, can we still drink from you?

It seems that the Great Holy Body is not clear, they are all old drunkards.

Life at the bottom of the well is so boring, so you can only drink to relieve your sorrows. Every god is a wine fairy.

"Gulu, Gulu!"

Ye Jue didn't talk nonsense and drank it directly.

After drinking this jar of strong wine, all kinds of auspicious energy spurted out from his throat, and then fell down in the distance.

It's just the smell of alcohol, that's all. You can imagine how strong it is.

"Are you really drinking?"

The other gods looked frightened, and they were extremely timid just now.

A great sage suddenly came to kill, crushing the heroes, and there was no way to resist.

Killing them was as easy as eating and drinking, so they all knelt down.

But what about now?

He actually started drinking.

"Drink a jar of Dragon Immortal Brew to the end?"

The blood of these Eight Tribulations Loose Immortals suddenly surged!

They looked at each other and were just convinced?

"Great Sage, we are immortals from Chaoling Pavilion, my name is Mao Shiyi!"

"Twelve!"

"Thirteenth!"

"Ninety-fourteen!"

"Fifteenth!"

"The guy who was seriously injured by your punch is called Mao Shiliu, the leader of the remaining barbarians..."

They said quickly.

"I don't want to know these things. Let's drink first."

Ye Jue waved his hand and interrupted their singing.

He was too lazy to listen or remember these people.

Getting drunk is what he wants to do now.

He knocked down all the immortals in Yaochi and has not woken up yet. He is sleeping soundly in the ground. He is no longer his opponent.

"Okay, drink!"

On the 11th day of the lunar month, they stopped talking nonsense, picked up the wine jar, and started drinking.

"Why don't you drink?"

Ye Jue saw the gods appearing around him one after another, their hair flying.

"Drink, drink, let's drink..."

Seeing this, the gods trembled all over and hurried to get the wine jar.

What's this?

The fairy party at the bottom of the well turned into a cocktail party?

The whole place was full of alcohol, and they really tried their best to drink with all their strength.

Some immortals who had poor alcohol tolerance were already spouting wildly and their eyes turned white.

"I, I can't do it anymore!"

No. 14's whole body was exuding the brilliance of immortal wine. His physical body could no longer support him and he fell at Ye Jue's feet in a very humiliating posture.

"A big dream for thousands of years~"

No. 15 was also defeated quickly. Finally, he smiled brightly, all his breath was condensed, and he leaned back with a smile.

Boom!

He hit the ground hard and even bounced back a little. Drinks spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he kept smiling from beginning to end.

"fifteen!!"

Mao 11 yelled, unable to calm down in his heart.

Not an opponent!

The opponent is so strong that he can be called the ancestor of wine!

In this dark world, unless the Dao Ancestor is resurrected, there is no hope of defeating this person!

One person brings down an entire event, this is destined to be a sleepless night...

Because when the sun rose, the 'corpses' were lying on the ground in various shapes and graceful postures.